Piker Press — Weekly Journal of Arts and Literature
April 27, 2026

Computer Games

"...slogs and limps of this withered day..."

Computer Games

I just click the awesome icon.

My mouse scurries in a manic race
to discover words or match jewels.

Tiles glow...a beaming box of eye candy
to pick and nibble as my score grows.

All the petty slogs and limps of
this withered day are beaten back.

I love my snazzy game name and avatar.
My world sits inside this small square.

I am winning.







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